My Mother Carried On And Supported Us;

I Listen To Jazz About Three Hours A Day. I Love Louis Armstrong.

I'm Afraid We Live At The Mercy Of A Power, Maybe A God, Without Mercy. And Yet We Find It, As I Have, From Others.

Now I Must Wait And Be Still And Say Nothing I Don't Know, Nothing I Haven't Lived Over And Over, And That's Everything.

The Irony Is, Going To Work Every Day Became The Subject Of Probably My Best Poetry.

I Was Very Lucky To Have A Mother Who Encouraged Me To Become A Poet.